Chapter 1 Forbidden City, I'll be back in a minute!

Chapter 1 Forbidden City, I'll be back in a minute!

Beijing

Qincheng Prison

A young man with a dark toad mirror, wearing a black jacket and carrying a huge travel bag in his hand, walked slowly past the fully automatic electric door. He glanced at this different 'home' that had lived for half a year, breathed a long sigh of relief and left without looking back.

On the long and quiet bluestone road, Luo Qingming walked slowly alone. The sunset and the afterglow of the sunset pulled his figure. He is 1.8 meters tall, strong and boneless, and a big toad mirror covers his angular and resolute face. There always seems to be a trace of intriguing smile on the corners of his mouth; it makes people feel that such a young man has a different taste.

Black sunglasses, black jacket, black casual pants, black travel bag, this man who seems to never be insulated from black gives people a feeling of coldness and loneliness, because his world, black, is the main theme.

Walking through the bluestone road that has been stepped on by many senior government officials or gangsters, Luo Qingming stopped a taxi on the side of the street and got on it.

"Babaoshan."

Luo Qingming said casually.

The driver looked back at Luo Qingming. Most of the people who came out of Qincheng Prison would not be ordinary people, and his pure black dress and meticulous look made the driver dare to ask more. He thought that the young man was coming to visit the prison, dressed in the same as the ERO7 in the movie. Yes, it is likely to be a figure in the underworld.

Before the car drove to Babao Mountain, Luo Qingming threw 100 yuan to the driver. He got up and didn't need him to look for it. The driver, who was a little at a loss with the money, quickly drove away.

Luo Qingming took off the toad mirror, put it in his clothes, and quietly stared at the majestic gate of the Babaoshan Revolutionary Martyrs Cemetery. After a long time, he slowly walked in.

Babaoshan Revolutionary Cemetery is the most famous and standardized garden cemetery in China. It was also rebuilt on the basis of the Huguo Temple in the Ming Dynasty after the founding of the People's Republic of China. *, Dong-Biwu, Peng-Dehuai and other great revolutionary people died, all of them were buried here. The whole cemetery is surrounded by pines and cypresses, solemn and solemn!

The sun is like blood, shining on a tombstone with only one word, which is quite desolate. Compared with other tombs full of flowers, there is a little shivering, with nothing but a few autumn leaves scattered in front of the tomb. Looking at the word 'Luo', which became more and more enchanting under the cover of the sunset, Luo Qingming smiled faintly. In this, the father who doesn't even know his name is buried.

Luo Qingming squatted down to pick up the yellow leaves, wiped the dust in front of the tomb with his hand, and then sat down cross-legged.

"Old man, you said that I don't even know your name in my life. My son is alive enough, hehe. So are you. Even if you die and are buried in Babao Mountain, you can't earn a name for yourself. Is it worth it?

Luo Qingming looked at the tombstone with only one word and said with an indifferent face.

"I left my mother alone. Before your death, you never accompanied her seriously. How did you let her live in that big family? Well, you just let go and leave a mess. I, a child who has been away since childhood, has no say at home?"

Luo Qingming smiled self-deprecatingly, and the bitterness of the corners of his mouth was hard to hide.

"Do you know what they say about us? You are the scum of the Luo family; I am a wild child; haha. Isn't it pathetic? In those years, he went to China with his master for 16 years, but after returning, he became a wild child? Humph. It seems that you are not much better than me, doing your best to serve those who are in high positions, and even be cattle and horses for them to eliminate all possible hidden dangers. But what did you get in the end? It is their abandonment, an unsung hero who is called sacrificed for the country, because you are just a pawn, an irrelevant pawn in their eyes; abandonment is irrelevant. Even if it is buried in Babao Mountain, what can it do? Moreover, even the name of a tombstone is stingy to you. What's your picture?

Luo Qingming's mood was obviously a little excited, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist. He was not worth it for his father and unwilling.

Do you know how your mother left the family? It was scolded by those people pointing at the nose. In the past, when you were still there, they were obedient to their mother for fear that they would not take care of them at all, but once you let go, what they did was so cold. Even Grandpa stood by and watched. In his eyes, in addition to the valuable chess pieces, who can be worthy of his attention? Is that you? Or me? Humph..."

Luo Qingming shook his head helplessly, and the family made him a little frustrated.

The cool autumn wind gently blew Luo Qingming's resolute face, and the dark and frightening eyes narrowed slightly, narrow and tight.

"Third brother, fifth brother, come out. I know you have been following me here since Qincheng Prison."

"Wow--"

A gust of wind roared by, and two tall and strong figures quietly came out, flashing behind Luo Qingming. The two men were indifferent, more than 30 years old, but the two eyes full of resentment were so sharp that people couldn't look at them. They looked at the tombstone in front of the three people coldly and said no for a long time.

"Qingming, you can't be impulsive anymore. If it goes on like this, it will ruin your life. Qincheng is not a good place."

Among the two, a seemingly mature man, the 'third brother' in Luo Qingming's mouth, frowned and said. In his heart, he also had endless incompetentness, but he had to break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, because they did not have the ability, let alone the energy.

"Yes, if it goes on like this, the boss under the nine springs will not close his eyes. I think you should also feel something about the half-year prison."

Another man also said slightly. They have no name, only code name, and his code name is Luo Wu, and the code name of 'Third Brother' is Luo San.

Luo Qingming nodded slightly and did not answer. After a moment of silence, he said:

"We have been together for three years. You know I'm not a bigotry. However, the flaws must be reported. Third brother and fifth brother, don't worry, big brother, fourth brother, ninth brother and their revenge, I will repay them one by one; but not now, one day, I will make them pay for their blood.

"The opposite of darkness is light, but when the limited light meets infinite darkness, there is only the end of being infected and swallowed up. The only way is to use darkness to subvert the darkness.

Luo San and Luo Wu's eyes slowly condensed a trace of divine light, and they seemed to understand.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Luo San asked urgently.

Luo Qingming looked back at him and smiled:

"Go to college; don't forget a famous saying - knowledge changes fate."

Luo San and Luo Wu looked at each other and immediately smiled. This boy always did something that made them unexpected.

Slowly got up, picked up the huge black travel bag, and Luo Qingming left alone.

Walking out of Babao Mountain, Luo Qingming looked back and said lightly:

"Forbidden City, one day, I will come back. At that time, I will make the whole imperial city tremble at my feet!"

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In an antique old quadrangle courtyard, two old men over the age of Huajia sit under a tree playing chess. The sunset, with only a trace of afterglow, shone on the faces of two serious old people playing chess, full of the infinite beauty of the sunset.

In today's high-tech era, it is quite difficult to find such a centuries-old courtyard in Beijing, a first-tier city across the country. There are no four courtyards that have been renovated to preserve the original buildings. Everything here is the oldest building that has not been moved since the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The two old men are fat and thin, but they also match well, forming a rather funny sunset leisure picture.

The fat old man's face was full of red light, patting the eaten chess pieces back and forth in his hand, looked at the thin old man opposite him with a smile, and squeezed his lips:

"What? Have you encountered a bottleneck? Ha ha. Although I'm not your opponent, you have to bow your head obediently.

"Hmm, it's beautiful. Do you think you can really beat me? Forget it, I'm in a bad mood today.

The thin old man stared at the old man and said disdainfully. There was no twist on his face, and the play was so crisp and neat that there was no trace of shame.

The fat old man couldn't laugh or cry, pointed to the thin old man and couldn't speak for a long time.

"What? Lao Luo, are you still worried about your grandson? I think that boy is good. He can also mix well in Qincheng. Ten yuan is a good material.

The fat old man put away his smile and said honestly.

The thin old man's face showed a trace of sadness and was a little overwhelmed.

"I don't know whether this step is right or wrong. I hope Xiao Luoquan knows that it won't blame me. The child's courage is commendable, but in terms of power and conspiracy, after all, he is still more than a line away from his eldest brother. Hey, I, a bad old man, am old and have to think about the family; many times, even I can't help myself. How can you be as stubborn as an old man with no official, but you are happy.

The fat old man nodded slightly and nodded:

"It's true that people are old and don't worry about it. That's a lie. There are some things that have to be made the most difficult before entering the coffin board. I can turn a deaf ear to things outside the window, but you can't help yourself.

The thin old man shook his head with a wry smile, picked up a cup of good Pu'er beside him, took off the tea lid, and looked at the teacup without any heat.

People have gone and the tea has been cold. Who will care about a game of chess outside the world?